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Chapter 3: Meeting Rachel


Later that day

''What are you doing here? This is a restricted area!'' The woman shouted.

'Note to self: never again hide under a desk ' Peter thought.

Flashback:

''Oh c'mon you gotta let me in!'' Peter said rather annoyed.

''Entrance restricted, unless you work here,'' the guard firmly said.

''I'm with The Front Lines, I have a pass card!'' Peter pointed to his card.

The guard gave him a deadly look.

''My boss is gonna kill me! I have to pay a vase worth-''

''LEAVE'' the guard growled taking a fighting position.

Peter gulped and raised his hands, ''Okay, okay, I'll leave.''

'Time to use Plan B: Spidey-style,' Peter smiled.

Peter turned to a dark alley, he looked around to check if someone was watching. He was lucky because no one was around. With that, he took his shoes off, held them in one hand, and started to climb the building.

'Having spider powers does rock!' He thought while climbing th e skyscraper.

He continued climbing, until he saw an opened window. He discretely climbed inside.

'So far, so good.' He thought.

He picked his shoes, and tried to put them on, but suddenly, his spider-sense started tingling.

'Someone's coming! Gotta hide, but where?' Peter scanned the room, hoping to find a suitable place to hide, he saw a desk and hid under it. Just then, two person entered the room.

''Harvey, you don't have to take me to fancy dinners,'' A woman's voice was heard, apparently she was talking to someone. ''Rachel, you deserve to go out, you work too hard.'' The other person that the lady was apparently talking to, replied.

The woman scowled.

''Think about it, okay?'' And with that the man left.

The woman sighed. She went to her desk (the one which Peter was hiding under), and started to look for some papers. After she found the necessary papers, she opened the desk's lower drawer to get a stapler, but to Peter's luck she saw him. The woman gave a small scream and shouted:

''What are you doing here? This is a restricted area!''

''I'm a reporter for The Front Lines!'' Peter quickly said.

''Get out of here! Security!'' The woman again shouted.

Peter shuddered at the thought that he'd meet his ''friend'' again.

''Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! I'm here to interview Harvey Dent!''

The woman calmed down a bit but she still had an angry tone, ''Mr. Dent is not available right now, he's busy.''

''I really need to have this interview, I have to pay a vase worth nine hundred dollars! If I don't...''

Peter continued babbling how this interview would save his life or his friend is gonna kill him, and so on.

The woman actually felt sorry for him. He sounded so sincere...

''Okay, I guess I can arrange a meeting,'' the woman sighed.

''Thank you! By the way my name's Peter. Peter Parker photographer/reporter for The Front Lines'' Peter said reaching out his hand to shake hers.

The woman shook it, ''Rachel. Rachel Dawes, Harvey's assistant.''

''So you're the Peter Parker, the guy who takes photos of Spider-Man?''

''That's me.''

''It must be nice having someone to clean the streets of New York,'' Rachel said, referring to Spider-Man. He started to like Peter more and more, he was a really nice guy.

''Well...he's pretty cool, but I also heard you have your own local vigilante, The Batman.'' He said, hoping he'd get more information about this bat.

''He...helped the city...a lot,'' she said with a hint of sadness in her tone.

'She doesn't want to talk about this guy,' Peter thought.

Suddenly, Rachel's phone rang.

''Yes? Okay I'll come right now.'' And she closed the phone.

''I have to go. You can also come, maybe you'll get the chance to get Harvey's interview.

''You're a life saver'' Peter said.

Rachel blushed a bit, after a while she finally said, ''Okay, so let's go!''


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